Teacher is too tough

Chapter 186 Wisdom Eyes Knowing Pearls
Li Qingshi didn't force all Laojunshan disciples to attend the teaching of boxing and swordsmanship this time, and they came as they wished on a voluntary basis.

In the end, everyone arrived, not just the young third-generation disciples, but all the second-generation disciples.

They were all curious about this young junior martial uncle and martial uncle. He dared to say that he wanted to improve Laojun Mountain's basic boxing and sword skills after only going up the mountain for a long time.

You must know that these two sets of boxing and swordsmanship have been passed down from generation to generation since the establishment of the Laojunshan sect. How to improve?

When this matter was notified, it did not say that the boxing and sword skills were improved by Li Qingshi. Although Li Qingshi was thick-skinned, he was not thick enough to steal from his master.

If Lao Liu was still alive, maybe he would really do it brazenly and aboveboard, and at worst he would be ridiculed or beaten by the old man, but Lao Liu is dead, and it would be really shameless to do this again.

What I told everyone is that Li Qingshi learned this improved boxing and swordsmanship from an ingenious senior, but few people believed it. They all thought it was Li Qingshi's handwriting. It is only modest to say so. .

The reason is very simple, only those with such talents are worthy to become the seventh ancestor of Laojun Mountain. After all, although the six ancestors of my family are old, they should not be stupid.

Li Qingshi walked up to the high platform and looked around. There were people all over the place. This was the first time in his life that he was a handsome guy who attracted much attention. He was inevitably a little nervous. Can't stand it.

He started punching and punched three times in a row.

Immediately afterwards, he started practicing sword again, also three times.

After finishing the work, there was no thunderous applause from the audience, but rather blank faces, first looking at each other, and then whispering.

"This...how has it been improved?"

"There are still some nuances."

"It's just that little difference, and I don't think there's anything special about it. Wouldn't it be embarrassing to have such a big fight..."

He Qingliu couldn't listen anymore, and couldn't help but mention: "Well, is there such a possibility? The masters also knew that there was nothing unusual about this change, but it was just to let their little brother establish prestige in Laojun Mountain , that’s why you forced yourself to do this?”

The young people around him fell silent.

The ancestors are definitely not such people!

Then there is only one truth. Those who feel that this kind of improvement is moaning without disease are because they don’t understand it.

It's a pity that He Qingliu's words can only be heard by those around him, and the other disciples are still discussing in a low voice, and the buzzing can be heard for a while.

But this kind of noise didn't last for too long, and the audience soon became silent, because an old Taoist priest suddenly appeared on the stage.

The fourth master of Laojun Mountain, Gu Nianzhi.

Gu Nianzhi has always been taciturn, rarely showing his face in front of everyone, but Laojunguan's disciples all know that this fourth master's swordsmanship is unmatched.

For young people, it is very attractive to play swords well, so Gu Nianzhi has many fans among these disciples.

The Fourth Master Patriarch is trying to stand up for his junior brother?
Everyone guessed in their hearts, wondering what Gu Nianzhi would do.

Under the eyes of everyone, Gu Nian pointed to the audience and said, "Come up."

People looked in the direction of his finger, and saw a young man holding a branch at the end of the crowd, his face was flushed and he was stunned.

When Li Qingshi was practicing boxing and swordsmanship just now, there were many disciples practicing along with him, and this young man was one of them.

However, many people know that this boy is not a disciple of Laojun Mountain.

Laojunshan's introductory boxing and swordsmanship is not a secret, so there is no restriction on Li Qingshi's teaching boxing and swordsmanship today. If the handymen who work on the mountain want to learn it, they can also come.

Li Qingshi, who was still on the stage, was stunned for a moment, not knowing why the fourth brother called Yang Chuyi to come up.

Of course Yang Chuyi didn't dare to disobey the old god's words, but under the gaze of countless eyes, he was extremely nervous, blushing all the way, and even fell in the middle, and he was even more nervous when he stood on the stage. I don't know where to look with my eyes, and I don't know where to put my hands.

He didn't know Gu Nianzhi, but the reaction of everyone in the audience made him guess that this old fairy should be one of the people with the highest seniority in Laojun Mountain. Of the five masters, he already knew who this one was on stage.

After being at a loss for a while, he finally remembered to kowtow to the old god, so he knelt down in front of Gu Nianzhi and began to kowtow, hitting the ground with his forehead every time, full of sincerity.

He was extremely anxious at this moment, wondering why the old god asked him to come up, and while kowtowing, he reflected in his heart, did he do something wrong?
Ever since he woke up that day and disappeared from his parents, he has been living cautiously for so many years, not even daring to offend the little beggar who is a head shorter than him begging on the roadside. After thinking about it for a while, except that it seems a little inappropriate to come here today to learn boxing and sword, I forgot my identity, and I couldn't think of anything else.

But he had inquired before coming, and he came only after confirming that he could come, otherwise he would not dare to steal the teacher even if he had ten guts.

Just as he was thinking wildly, he suddenly felt light all over his body, and stood up involuntarily. Gu Nianzhi took the wooden sword in Li Qingshi's hand, handed it to him, and said to the audience: "Whoever wants to compare swords with him is only a comparison of beginners. Swordsmanship."

There was an uproar downstairs.

Many disciples of Laojunguan have been to Tianrui Peak for rotation, and know Yang Chuyi's identity, and also know his timidity and cowardice. Although no one has ever discriminated against him, it is really difficult for such a person to be admired .

Fourth master, what does this mean?
Yang Chuyi panicked all of a sudden, waved his hands and said, "No, no, I, I dare not."

Gu Nianzhi looked at him and said, "Isn't it better?"

Before Yang Chuyi could speak, Li Qingshi said from the side: "Competition!" He gave Yang Chuyi an encouraging look, although he didn't know why the fourth senior brother asked Yang Chuyi to compete swords with Laojun's disciples.

Yang Chuyi fell silent, and finally raised his head after a while: "I compare!"

Gu Nianzhi nodded expressionlessly, and looked at the audience again.

Soon a young man stood up: "I want to try." After Gu Nian nodded, he jumped onto the stage.

In a sword fight with Yang Chuyi, it is inevitable that the victory will be invincible, but today, all the teachers of Laojunguan are present, this kind of opportunity to show their face is too rare, and many people in the audience are eager to try.

The young disciple raised the wooden sword and smiled at Yang Chuyi: "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

Yang Chuyi bent down to salute, and raised his wooden sword after getting up.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but at this moment, after lifting the sword, the obedient young man seemed to be a different person, he could no longer see the slightest nervousness, and suddenly there was an indescribable aura about him.

The young disciple also noticed this. Although he was a little puzzled, he didn't take it to heart and said, "Let's make a move."

Yang Chuyi stabbed out a sword according to his words.

Seeing the stabbing sword, the young disciple's face suddenly became solemn, and then turned into horror.

In his eyes, this sword hides countless backhands. No matter how he parries, he will be stabbed by the opponent's sword, so he can only retreat in embarrassment.

Yang Chuyi stepped forward, and then struck out with a sword.

The young disciple continued to back away, his face becoming more and more ugly.

When Yang Chuyi stabbed out the fifth sword, the young disciple had stumbled and fell off the stage.

Before a move is made, it is already defeated.

Li Qingshi's face was full of astonishment, he really didn't expect that Yang Chuyi had realized the sword intent of this set of sword techniques.

Just now when he was practicing swordsmanship, he noticed that Yang Chuyi was holding a branch and was practicing along with him at the end of the crowd, but he didn't see anything.

Li Qingshi turned his head to look at Gu Nianzhi, thinking that ginger is still old and spicy.

Gu Nianzhi asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Li Qingshi grinned: "Brother is really astute."

Everyone in the audience was dumbfounded.

They could see clearly that Yang Chuyi's five swords were the improved entry-level swordsmanship taught by Li Qingshi just now.

So these two are really fighting swords?

Is this... too much?
They suspected that Yang Chuyi and that young disciple were bad extras that Gu Nianzhi hired.

All of a sudden, many people stood up at the same time: "Let me try!"

(End of this chapter)